If you made it through all seven other readings of Infectious Bacteria Stalkers to this – the end of my summer saga of illness, I thank you for hanging in there with me. Just knowing a few people cared, read and even made comments is comforting.
It’s been therapeutic for me to process with words, to consider what my journals had to say and to be grateful that time has passed. In the middle of one writing day – about sitting outside and listening to the crows squawk and swooping around, a random story came wandering through my head about a crow family and I had to quickly write it down.
Stop by here again soon. I plan to share Mr and Mrs Crow…
Until then, a parting thought…I’m well – and a subsequent visit to the ear, nose and throat specialists office – the one for my throat, tells me I have Laryngopharyngeal Reflux (stomach acid travels up into the throat) and that is why I lost my voice.
Now, to make sure I’m a compliant patient and after an Allergist doc suggested it, I’m trying some medication even though I’ve cut the dose in half because it has its own uncomfortable digestive issues.
I’m sleeping on a pillow wedge so any mysterious acid that may be trying to creep up into my Eustachian tube and blocking it, won’t be able to. I’ve decreased acidic foods and drinks (and trying to limit coffee – poor me) and making my own Kombucha drink to continue the gut healing – you’ll have to do the research on that yourself.
Water is acidic I’m told, so I use a gadget to make it alkaline and drinkable for me.
However, without any medical proof I’m convinced my sore throat, dry cough and loss of voice happened after a two-day reaction to a prescription nasal spray for an ongoing plugged ear. Then my vocal cords closed, briefly cutting off my air supply thus I ended up in emergency and overnight in ICU. The rest of that story is in my previous writings.
The other ear, nose and throat specialist – the one for my ear, says my ear is likely plugged because of hearing loss. I had a hearing test that I waited four months to have only to find out that wasn’t extensive enough so I’ll be having another one next April, along with an MRI sometime next July to ‘see what’s going on’.
Though, in the end of all the upcoming investigations and diagnosis may be correct, life has been getting back to my normal. After the infections were controlled and my fractured rib(s) healed I’m writing, attending fitness classes, playing Pickleball and involved in facilitating a group at Freedom Session. I am completely grateful that I’m able do it all.
Recently the postponed spring Whistler trip happened and I happily ate the meals others prepared and lazed around in comfort for several days. Hubby and I were drenched when out walking in daily rain downpours and at the Scandinave Spas. I had a treatment by a registered massage therapist who worked on a spot on the left side of my neck for so long I nearly asked her to stop as it became uncomfortable.
An interesting outcome I noticed after a day or two is this – my ear was no longer plugged.
Humph, eh? It may be a further interesting discovery and expensive waste of time next April and July when I get more tests to ‘see what’s going on’.
An added note to this whole saga is this…I hadn’t even finished writing this post about how great I feel when two days after the Whistler trip I woke up with a sore throat. Again. By the afternoon as I guiltily lay on a bed at my regular massage therapists office I knew the raw pain in my throat was quickly turning into a whopper of a head cold as I repeatedly asked for a tissue for my drippy nose.
And though it is two weeks later and still fighting the nasal drip with cough congestion and hoping this isn’t going to turn into a Winter Saga, I do not have a plugged ear.